Chapter 22 Jackal is insidious and cunning
"Yoshida, what happened to you?" A vague voice came to Yoshida's mind.

The white-haired ninja, who usually goes crazy, but is respected by him, is communicating with him with the ninja method "Yan".

"Sir!" Mamoru Yoshida hid his body behind the tree, only sticking his head out slightly, staring wide-eyed at the direction where the unknown object flew just now.

"The other party seems to have a strange ninjutsu. It is very fast, faster than a bullet. It is colorless and transparent, making it extremely difficult to detect."

While they were talking, another wind bullet whizzed over, piercing two people and a tree before disappearing.

"It's very powerful, almost as powerful as a rifle."

Before Mamoru Yoshida could wait for Shinobu's reply, wind bullets came one after another!

puff!puff!puff!puff!
One wears two, one wears three, and one wears four!

No matter where they are, these black ninjas cannot escape.

They are like wheat fields, broken and knocked down by wind bombs like hail!
This is not right!This is the firepower we can only use against the Yanhua people!
Many ninjas who were punched through the waist and abdomen let out painful wails, and the ninjas who were still alive were shaking all over.If their superiors hadn't been there, they would have fled in all directions.

Fear is spreading. I haven't experienced this feeling for a long time.

In this land, they have always been predators, taking life and death as they please!
However, under the wind of killing their lives, they still don't have the previous high-spirited look, they are almost shitting, and their spirits are on the verge of collapse!

It was like a jackal hunting around was slapped half to death by a lion, and just wanted to beg for mercy with its tail between its legs, without showing its teeth at all.

"Scatter, scatter!" Yoshida Wei's canthus cracked, and his heart was also burning with anger.

Showing such an ugly appearance in front of life and death really damages the reputation of Ninto-sama!
At the same time, he also felt a little lucky in his heart:
Fortunately, I dodged once at the beginning, but fortunately, I didn't come at him these few times...

"Yoshida, what's going on over there?"

Ninja's voice came again, and hearing his majestic voice, Mamoru Yoshida couldn't help but feel spiritually supported.

"Sir, our ninja are being slaughtered, but I can't see the enemy."

Mamoru Yoshida's voice was very low. No matter where the enemy was, a lower voice would always attract less attention.

At the moment just now, he himself didn't realize that the majesty and power of Ninja were not enough to allow him to fight against the life and death crisis that was so close at hand!
The Hijayama ninja who claims to be fearless of life and death, at this moment, became timid.

His sensitive nerves, which have been tempered for a long time, quickly made him discover this fact that made him feel extremely shameful!
Mamoru Yoshida suddenly let go of his voice, "Sir, I am willing to charge forward and unveil this unknown ninjutsu for you!"

Shinobi shivered suddenly at Yoshida Mamoru's excited voice.

Du Fusong and Tang Tongbi looked at each other, not understanding why this monkey-like ninja suddenly shouted.

Who stole your peaches? !

"Let's go, let's retreat. We have cover."

Tang Tongbi vaguely felt that his Qi was not as strong as before, but the current situation was not worth wasting a secret potion.

They will come again soon, and there will be time to deal with this monkey ninja next time.

"Yoshida! Calm down! Bring the children back! Don't forget to retrieve a corpse, I want to see it!"

"Whoosh!"

A wind bomb passed in front of his eyes, and two more ninjas were penetrated, and splashes of blood hit his face.

Yoshida Mamoru woke up suddenly, and cold sweat spread all over his body.

Ninja-sama is right!
"Everyone, retreat!" As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the two corpses and ran in front of them.

I am completing the task, not afraid of death!

Yoshida Mamoru said to himself.

In his desperation, he did not notice that the body's skin was turning purple.

The rest of the black-clothed ninjas seemed to be pardoned, like ants scalded by boiling water, rolling and crawling in the grass, crying with excitement.

Tang Mingyi was still focused on pulling the trigger, it didn't matter how the enemy moved, what mattered was the bleeding.

[Points +3, +4, +2...]

Russell feels something is wrong, the points have already exceeded 20, why is it still rising?
Can Master Mingyi input chakra? !
With doubts, Russell soon saw Tang Mingyi who was wiping the dust for Gaefeng.

She sat cross-legged on the ground, with Gale Sniper resting on her lap like a guqin.

Tang Mingyi's eyes were clear, and his whole person was like an orchid in an empty valley, exuding a completely different aura than before.

The falcon was now on her shoulder, taking a nap with her eyes closed.

When Russell saw this scene, he didn't want to disturb it.

"Xiao Luo, you're here." Tang Mingyi smiled slightly and tucked the broken hair around his ears.

"Uncle Mingyi, your bullets?"

"Oh, it's not used up." Tang Mingyi handed the Gale Shot to Russell, "There are still 5 left."

"They escaped too fast, and they could only fight one at a time. At the beginning, one wasted, and only two were worn."

Russell glanced at the panel.

[Points +33. 】

The points have reached 250 again, and a few devils have to be killed to drive away the bad luck.

Xu Xin was stunned, he didn't expect such an operation!

He thought that his "Sniper Shot" was already very good, Brother Dong would also be able to "Snipe Snipe", and Uncle Ding couldn't even "Snipe Snipe".

Why is Aunt Mingyi so fierce! ?He can also wear people!
……

While Russell was eating and resting, the atmosphere at the Higashan Shinobi headquarters was as if everyone was constipated.

Mamoru Yoshida's limbs were tied to the wooden bed, his face was ferocious, and he kept yelling.

"It hurts! Ah! It hurts!"

His skin was purple and blue, and the moisture had shrunk to an extreme degree. His whole body was like a skeleton, and his dry eyes were almost falling off their sockets.

"Kyo, are you okay?" The white-haired Shinobi was short and dressed in ordinary clothes.

But the whole person has a mountain-like power.

When he spoke, all the ninjas in black did not dare to raise their heads.

The woman named Akyo has thick white powder on her face and is dressed like a geisha.

Her eyes were glowing green, and strange mouthparts protruded from her mouth, which extended three feet long, and the end was inserted into Yoshida Mamoru's neck, continuously bulging and injecting unknown liquid into it.

After ten breaths, Ajing retracted his tongue and closed his eyes, as if tasting something.

Yoshida Wei calmed down, and his body began to slowly swell back to its original shape, but the original black hair gradually became pale.

"This poison is very powerful."

After a few breaths, Ajing opened his eyes and looked at Yoshida Mamoru with burning eyes.

"If Yoshida-kun hadn't received anti-drug training, I might not have been able to survive for me to save him."

"Even so, his lifespan is only two years. This kind of toxin not only acts on the body, but also erodes our soul."

Shinobu frowned, raised the round-headed wooden stick in his hand, and pointed at Yoshida Wei, "Then can he continue to fight?"

"This is no problem, but if you use the secret method, you can only use it up to three times."

Ah Jing was squatting next to the corpses of the two black-clothed ninjas on the ground, scratching back and forth on their purple-blue skin with his fingernails, looking excited.

(The Ninja and Onmyoji below both died in the original work, so I just named them casually to make it easier for them.)
"Shigeki, what do you think?" Shinnosuke Ono turned to look at an onmyoji in a brown suit.

Shigeru Abe, born in the branch of the Abe family of the family of onmyojis, is able to use shikigami skills superbly, comparable to the geniuses of the Abe clan.

He has a handsome and feminine face, and his two crescent eyebrows are carefully groomed.

"My lord, the people this time are not with the group who died during the day, am I right?"

Abe Shigeki's tone was full of natural leisure and nobility, which made the eyes of this woman, Ajing, shine brightly.

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(End of this chapter)

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